It was a sexy movie all over me. I had to go to the next moments and
I was thinking of doing it. I wanted to push my worm into her pussy, but she pulled away the sexy one. Sad face
Took the king and became red. He went to his clothes and put them on.
I looked at him in astonishment and Connie sat down in his grief. I said: What happened? He did not answer. It hit me hard and
I pulled up my ripped pants and felt half-faced with a confused face
Working and nervous, I glared at her nipple. I went back to the main room and said loudly: What happened? Why is that?
Do you then Koos I did not say. He was silent again. Space
It was cold and sad, and anxiety and panic filled the room. The story did not last long, but at the same time, I enjoyed the sex of many stories
But I was still trembling with fear. From Iran, sex is our clothes
I was dressed, I had calmed down and the feeling of security had returned to me. I quickly opened the door to the hallway. It was just twenty-twenty minutes past ten, but for me it was ten o'clock, not because it was not good, but because the horror of sex in a public place had taken over. I heard Zahra crying and I could not bear it. I went to the back room and stared at him for a few seconds under the frame. I felt a pang of conscience. On the other hand, I was satisfied that he had started. I went forward and sat in front of her feet and said: Zahra, why are you crying ?! Tell me what happened? I'm worried. Did I do something wrong? "Oh, you started it yourself!" You go, Elana, the guard comes, they check the rooms, do you mean? Do not you want to talk to me? Believe me, I did not want to make you sad - God bless you, let me be myself [he cried again] as if the world had fallen on my head. I did not know what had happened that made him so impatient. I did not want to bother him and I packed my things and left. I had thousands of thoughts. Maybe he was sick, he had a guilty conscience, I wish I hadn't done anything, if he talked to someone about it !? If he regrets and… I kept telling myself in my heart that he wanted it, I did not start. I was thinking about his innocent tears day and night. A few days had passed and we had not heard from each other. I had not gone to university for two days and there was no news about him. On the third day, I went to university with fear and trembling, I got in the car and my whole mind was on the story of that day. I was driving like crazy, I was not normal. Worry, anxiety and excitement had driven me to the brink of insanity. I arrived at the university in a hurry, got off, saw my classmate approaching me. His smile grew colder as he got closer. I took everything upon myself. I was thinking that maybe Zahra was crazy and the story was spread or maybe someone saw us. I lowered my head and grabbed my bag and tried to run away from my classmate. As his steps accelerated, I also went faster. My heart was pounding and I was drenched in sweat. I heard the sound of his feet getting faster as if he were running. He shouted loudly: Ali Vaisa! Mr. Sadeghi, I have a card. My heart stopped, it hit me hard. I stood up. There was fear in my eyes. I had been daydreaming for two days and it seemed like everything was real. I returned with difficulty. He was a few meters away from me and did not run, but he was accelerating. There was a special mood on his face. He was worried and anxious. I told myself that I had better be ready to be fired. Something must have happened, someone must have seen me. Maybe they listened, maybe the voice I heard was the voice of someone who is watching us ?! Ashkan reached me and stopped. He was panting. He put his hands on her feet and took a deep breath. He raised his head. We stared into each other's eyes for a few seconds. He said: Ali Jan, why are you going? I said: What happened ?! I heard something ?! [It was enough to say one more word to make me faint] Why are you pale now? You turned yellow! Can you talk? I'm not feeling well, no, Dad, now I've heard the equations have fallen. I told you to let me know [I raised my voice angrily]. I know I gave the grades a month ago ر I told ن Tell Nal what you are saying [I paused and continued as if I was joking] Give me your life! what's going on with you? Nothing hurts my head too much - take a pill and you will be fine! [Mockingly] Who did you catch? I went not serious! Ali Jan, do you have ten tomans of money? Tomorrow I will give it to you, go, Baba, your heart is pounding, I am sleeping at night, ten tomans, where was my money? An accountable man? I was walking slowly to reach. I had calmed down, I was smiling at myself and my illusions. Zahra passed me as if she had never seen me and did not know me at all. I increased my speed and walked behind her. I said loudly so that others could hear my voice: Ms. Mahmoudi, I'm sorry! She could not continue indifferently. He came back and I quickly said: Hello, do not be tired. He said: [with a frustrating cold]. Why are you crazy? Dad, at least tell me what happened? He was leaving and I said again: Let me see. Zahra, what happened? John, talk to anyone you like. Let me see you sit down Tell me what happened? My father said to the people out of concern these two days: Now I can not talk in the middle of life, I sent you an SMS: Well, I'm waiting, the man to go! I went to Tria. I noticed the SMS. I was texted by a rain bomb in minutes. I started reading and I was so eager to know what had happened, I realized I had lost time. After a long game SMS, I realized that during sex with me, the unfortunate lady of conscience overcame their existence and they no longer intend to do anything. We insisted that I go after her on Thursday to talk about it. I, who had a new taste of sex moments with a sexy veil, did not give up on this simplicity. It was just the beginning. I was sure that the story of that so-called afternoon had ended happily, meaning that no one smelled the story and I could still benefit from this story. By Thursday noon, I had thousands of plans on how to proceed. I thought, now that he seems to have regretted and does not intend to continue the relationship, how can he accept it again and make the story sexier. I still had a lot of work I had not done. I had not actually done anything. The time had come. With the key to my friend's villa (another event! Happens) I got in the car and was leaving the dormitory. I called and we put it somewhere together. I had been angry since Thursday morning and I had managed to arrange a detailed story. I was laughing. I was thinking that sex has amazing power that this kind of leaf has turned this relationship in his favor. Now I was the one running after him. I think it was the best trick in the world to get a man. A fountain of sex occupied my whole brain for ten days. I was wearing light cotton pants that Golan is sometimes my cream! I was angry and my heart was pounding. I was waiting for him to ride. The thought of her breasts that were in my hands that day, the soft lips that wet my lips like crazy, the one that I had touched with my cream for a moment, all spun in my head. All my blood was collected in one place. The signs of my madness were reappearing. My hands were wet with sweat. We saw each other from afar. It got closer. It is as if he has been invited to a mourning ceremony. It was worn. I moved my worm a little, but you fell asleep. He got in the car. Hello, we dried up. I lost my temper, as if I had fucked his father. He also wanted a job. We went to the sea (my university was in one of the northern cities of the country). There was a heavy silence, so I broke the silence and said: Why are you silent? I also acknowledged him and downplayed the issue so that I might be able to convince him to move on. We were inside the town. It was whistling and blind._ I said: Zahra, do you mean you did not like me? So why did you do that? Look, I have no problem with this, believe me, I was friends with people who did not feel for each other and only had sex with each other. You know very well that I do not believe in any superstitions at all and you can talk to me easily. I was the only one who got involved, did you finally love me or did he just say: I do not know myself! I was stupid. Believe me, I'm not such a girl - I did not judge you at all, I understand, it happens - to be honest, I was sensitive to you, I tried to get closer to you. In the beginning, I just liked you. I do not know why I was so indifferent! The encounters we sometimes had with each other used to haunt me. I have never encountered a boy like this. How many times had he been disturbed there - why do you say Alki? Mahala! _Do you remember going to the amphitheater? _Did you dream there, when the men and women were separated? _No, we were taking pictures_Oh! It was not intentional in your life that day! We had no place to go back… Let me see why you did not go forward at all ?! He lowered his head and his usual banana laughter came to his lips and set fire to me. Zahra Jan, your father is very good in the card, I was saying why is he standing so close! You hit me seven or eight times… Now I was angry with myself, you idiot, were you abusing me too ?! [He was flushed] I was a little disappointed that his underwear was tight and I could not see his nipples. I was distracted by his chest and legs. It seems that he had said something and I was just angry in response. He said: Ali! _ I said: Yes? I did not pay attention to what you said. Take off your dead shorts. I took my self-blame at hand. At first he took my hand, but finally I got it. Kirm was very much a painting. I did not think it would be so clear. I put my hand on my leg and stared into his eyes. Lust was rippling in my eyes. I wanted to tear his clothes. I caressed his hand. He threw his head and said: Do not Ali! I'm getting sick! I wish he did not say he'm getting sick. The green light was good. It was a little hard inside the car and I was no longer willing to experience all that anxiety and tension. I said: Well, let's go. We just have to go to our friend's house on the way. Something brushed Darmik. He did not say anything and we left. There was a commotion in my heart. My imagination did not spare me. I imagined Zahra standing in front of me and I slowly untied her clothes. I touch her soft white skin. I rub the cream on her body. I hug her and hold the corner in my hand and press. I kiss her neck. I hold my breath and listen to her breasts. I throw away her corset and lick lustfully. So much so that his cry deafens the ears of the sky. Kiram was so angry that he showed himself in the car. I looked Zahra under one eye for a moment. I realized that his covenant with his god had weakened again and he was looking at me. We approached the villa and I parked the car in the parking lot. I said: Come on. He said: No, I'm comfortable. He turned to me and got off. I also had a thought that suddenly had an ugly laugh on my lips. We entered the house and said: What should you do? I said: There is something upstairs in the closet. I have to go. I took the chair from the dining hall and we went to the room. I went to the top of the closet and by my bad luck it was nothing but a few dirty pictures. I took two and gave them to Zahra. Kirm was still angry and Zahra often looked where Kirm was. I was also well aware. I handed him the paintings and told him to put them on the bed. I threw myself on the ground and began to wrap myself up until I saw him come back (very funny and unnatural). I had gathered myself. My problem was that I did not know where my pain was. I had played all these roles, but from now on it did not cross my mind. Zahra dropped her tent until she saw that I had fallen to the ground and came to me quickly. I extended my hand and said: Where did you go? He said: You said that! Where does the pain come from now? What happened to you? _ My back was broken and my eyes were on his lips and chest, which was less than half a meter away from me. He looked at me and saw that he was still angry. I was in pain myself in this one hour. It was as if he realized that I was playing the movie, he was getting up and I was losing the position. I took his hand. I pulled him towards me. He looked into my eyes with nervous eyes, and I returned the lust to his gaze in response to a world. Fell to the ground. I was still asleep. We were both silent. He grabbed my hand and ran to the exit. I did not miss the opportunity and followed him like a wolf. I grabbed the front door and pulled it back. I grabbed the wrists of both hands and pressed them to his chest. He seemed scared and I was thinking wildly about the next moments. His eyes begged but he was silent. I pushed my head forward to kiss her but she refused. I got angry and pushed him against the wall. My heart was pounding hard against the wall. I had pinned my worm to his chest and applied brutal pressure. His hands were still in mine. Her face was not dissatisfied, but she did not look satisfied either. I can not give up after that previous experience, I promise to do whatever you say, just kiss me! He did not answer and looked deep into my eyes. I stared into his eyes and kissed his lips. I slowly let go of his hands and put my hands on his chest, which I had been waiting for. I wet his lips and tried to get rid of him as much as possible. He was still obstructing. I went to his first weakness, his neck and ears. I tasted and gave my warm breath as a gift. It had a big impact because his hands were wrapped around me. I rubbed my cream on him. I turned it over and rubbed it from behind. The butt was soft and large. I pressed his chest with my hands and held him. He gently brought his hand behind his back and took my cock in my hand. He rubbed my cream a little and tried to put his hand inside my pants. He unbuttoned my pants and unzipped them. He reached under my shirt to touch it before removing it. The collision of his hand with my cock ended my madness. My eyes were red. I was wild and there was nothing in my mind. Waiting for a moment made me look like Zalil had never been seen before, but I had become a real lunatic who was just looking for sex. I kissed his neck and bit him. I opened the buttons of his coat with such greed that the last button was removed. She was wearing a tight top with her breasts protruding from above. Her bra was small and her top collar was open. Her size 85 breasts were covered only up to her nipples. I did not want to strip her breasts soon. I went to his pants and unbuttoned them. I reached for her and took her pants off. I opened her legs and put my hand on her pussy and started rubbing and gently biting her breasts from the top. She had not touched my clothes anymore and she was dumbfounded, she was just enjoying. : I went crazy_ [laughed contentedly] whispered: I like to blink my pants and shirt in one eye. I was only wearing a shirt. I slept on the floor. I opened her bra but her top was still tense. Her breasts were loose and shaking, driving me crazy. I had put the cream on his shirt and pressed it. I was going up and down. I had no doubt that it has a curtain and there is no news of anyone. He closed his eyes and looked up. I put my hand inside his shirt and noticed that it was wet. I rubbed her pussy. I put two middle fingers next to it and pulled it from top to bottom and put gentle pressure in on the main hole. I increased its speed. At the same time, I raised the top with my other hand and started eating her white and firm breasts. Its size did not matter. I licked her nipple and twisted my tongue in a circle around it. I was sucking and taking small bites. Zahra Kir was holding my hand and shaking, but I was still waiting for more than that. He was getting addicted. I pulled my hand away and pulled myself up. I put the cream in front of his face. I lowered my shirt and pulled it to my face. I said softly: Eat it. He opened his mouth and I put the worm in his mouth. He could not suck because of his sleeping position. I pushed myself up and down a little. I pushed until the end. His mouth did not have much space to eat the worm until the end. A few minutes passed and I got tired. We got up and went to the room. Wow! I saw Zahra naked. With breasts that made us mad. His shirt was still on his feet. I was naked. We went to bed and I slept under it. He bent over me. I grabbed her breasts and squeezed a little. He went down to the worm and my hand was separated from the white and soft skin. I grabbed his head and pressed on my back. The heat of his mouth drove me crazy. With all the experiences I had, he was the best. He sucked all the cream with pleasure and turned his head up and down. Sometimes he licked my worm with his tongue and sucked my testicles. As if he has years of experience. He ate the worm as much as he could. I was making the space more scary with a sound. He continued to suck and ate me with pleasure. No words were exchanged between us. The long wait was over. I picked him up and took his shirt off. My God, he was the best of them all. He had recovered well as if he knew something was going to happen. The whiteness of her skin and the pink color of her skin had created a scene that the cream did not fit in her own skin. We changed places and I came over to him and started again from his chest. I went down to reach her. His clothes were so clean that I did not want to use them. I licked his pussy but not himself. By doing so, he had screamed. His sighs and groans grew louder and louder. I reached for it and made up for it. I ate so much that he was screaming. Suddenly he was satisfied. I got up and kissed her _I said okay? Nay did not speak, smiled malihi and _I said: I want to do you_ said (with regret) I am a girl! Although I was sure she was a girl, hearing from her own tongue was like cold water that fell on me. I was still not satisfied and I wanted to continue. He was still eager, I could tell by his eyes.
